tNeptune opp nPluto

That’s the transit I’ve got right now. Ho hum, another bummer time to deal with. Don’t feel up to explaining about it, except I’m not handling stress at all well.

Anyway, at least I’ve got some chance to relax. The Elfin stuff is nearly wrapped up – just got to wait for Caro to send me the corrections. I don’t have to worry about Transit for a week or two, just churn over ideas for the design.
Suddenly, I haven’t got much to do. Except sit and worry about my health. And about money. And about my blood pressure – which obviously makes my blood presure go up!
So I’ve been getting on with some reading. At the moment, I’m on M. John Harrison’s Light. It’s SF, but I’m not really enjoying it – it’s too dark. The central character is a serial killer, for a start, and extremely unlikable. I’ve skipped to the end chapter so I know he ends up dead, but even so, I don’t really want to read about him or his doings any more. But I suppose I’ll struggle through.
I must have read Harrison’s earlier stuff – I’m an SF nut. But I can\t remember any of them. There’s at least one other SF writer named Harrison, so I’m probably getting the two of them mixed up.
Also, I keep wondering if I’ve ever met the bloke. He’s British, and from his photo he looks around my age. There was a John Harrison I once spent a night with in Hull, way back in 1971, and I keep wondering if it’s the same bloke. Not that I was in love with him or anything – it was just a one-night thing for both of us while I was passing through the city. But I have this curiosity about him.
Around 1990, I did come across a John Harrison in Yorkshire, publishing a ‘zine (it was called “Ambassadors Or Infiltrators?”). I wrote to him and asked if he was the John Harrison from Hull. He wasn’t, but we started up quite a pleasant correspondence and exhanged zines for a while. I think I still have one of his letters, where he drew pictures of his rotten teeth for me. Then his girlfriend left him and he went a bit weird, sending me all sorts of stuff about the Illuminati and conspiracies and David Icke and shape-changing lizards from Eridanus 49. So I stopped writing to him, he stopped writing to me, and I don’t know what happened to him.
Neither do I really know why I have this urge to know what happened to that bloke in Hull.
Oh well.

ETA (at 15/03/05): Just finished the Harrison book, and I must say that it gets better as it goes along. I was still slightly cheesed off with it, but for a different reason – halfway through, I noticed that several of his names (character names, ship names etc.) were anagrams of each other. So, being a crossword nut, I just had to try and unscramble every name I subsequently encountered. Somewhat annoying.
But it turned into a very imaginative work, quite different from the average run of SF. It didn’t entirely work for me – it just didn’t quite sweep me away into another reality as it was probably supposed to; but, overall, I’ll give Harrison 11/10 for trying to write something with a bit of profundity and orginality.
Forgot to say that the money from the Astrological Association finally arrived today. About a week late, but very welcome. So I can now pay for my site’s hosting with 34sp. Yay!! I shall soon have my very own website! Think I’ll start designing it tomorrow.
Then I can move this blog and get it properly accessible to everyone again.